Sieben - Anubis

Anubis
My final currency of poor exchange.
My balance or my stance.
My actions or reticence?

Ignorance to compensate?
Or a refund for the wise?
Intolerance to gravitate?
Or hate blind be drawn in kind?

In the end, with darkness won,
close the day, set the sun.
Contract accounts and draw the pay,
to settle the scores all weights are weighed.
Or settle nothing and render terms
subtractions that are left to worms?

Written by:
MATT HOWDEN

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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